Friday, February 12, 2010

Jamie D. Patel

April 27, 1983 - Feburary 11, 2010
To Jamie, who always demanded that everyone be themselves:

Jamie to Dave: "You need some package handling?"
Winni (Dave's wife): "That's my job."

Carissa: "What time is it?"
Jamie: "It's a quarter 'til."
Carissa: "So it's like 7:30 then?"

Jamie: "Drape this money all over me so I look like a dead hooker."

Jamie: "I love feeling out of place first thing in the morning"

Jamie: "I've spent years trying to be obese, and it's not working out"

Jamie: "If I got 5 bucks for every time I was licked on at this job I'd walk out of here with 15 grand."

Jamie: "If pooping is anything like childbirth then I'm a little jealous"

Jamie: "it's not crazy like: 'I want 500 pizza's... here's a penny', or 'thanks for my pizza, now could you sit on it?'"

Jamie: " 'Aight, I can't hang out with you when you're in heat."

Jamie: "I must be dyslexic, cause I saw those pedestrians crossing the road and I thought one of them was wearing a bear suit."

Jamie: "This really does give a lot of support."

Jamie: "I honestly thought he was sane, my mistake."

Jamie: "I hate how I love you guys."

Jamie: "I need some validation about cankles in my life."

Jamie: "There's only one thing that wakes me up, and that's apologies!"

Jamie: "Food for the masses makes me reek!"

Jaime: "Guess what? We went fishing yesterday and I caught no fish, but Elspeth caught two!"

Jamie: "You need to control your hair."

Me: "Jamie, are we going to be friends forever?"
Jamie: "I hope so."

We all will miss him very much. Please comment with stories or quotes, favorite moments of Jamie.

Friday, February 5, 2010

The Mountain Three Wolf Moon Short Sleeve Tee

Lindsay just introduced me to this shirt found on amazon.com, and while this shirt is pretty rad the best part is the first review below, enjoy:


5.0 out of 5 stars Dual Function Design, November 10, 2008
This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.

I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.

Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Enchantment

I was just at Barnes & Noble (an inferior book store, I know) with Hollila and could not help buying some books even though I have like 10 that I need to read right now. I bought a compilation of 7 Jane Austen books, and Peter Pan because they had beautiful covers (and because I wanted to own them):


I probably didn't need to buy these books right now, but who knows how long they'll be there (I really love those covers). I feel like books are a good thing to spend money on though. Movies are great, but there is nothing like holding a book in your hand and reading it. Holly said it best: "I feel bad when I buy movies, but books are just special." I'm reminded of a part in The Great Gatsby when Gatsby is having a party and some drunk (I think they call him Owl-eyes) wanders into his library and is astounded by the fact that "the books are real!" That phrase has stuck with me ever since I read that story in high school, because I think it meant that Gatsby's life wasn't all a front. I want to have a library like that some day where I can look at all the real books I've read and share them with my kids.

It's interesting to be working with children who are barely learning how to read. I mean, thinking about it now, it is kind of a big responsibility. Depending on how well I teach them, it could shape their entire future. Books have meant the world to me, and continue to mean the world to me, and I hope that I can help these kids so that their future can be fashioned by the books they read.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Pro's and Con's of Fictional Companions

Pro's:

~Always there for you when you want them, aka never too busy to hang out with you.
~Very predictable, no surprise characteristics that make you hate them.
~Often the coolest people ever, always saying the right thing, and mostly hilarious (at least the ones I hang out with).
~Can stop hanging out with them at anytime without worrying about hurting their feelings.
~Never have to worry about uncomfortable chit-chat, and if it does come up you can just skip it.
~If with an especially attractive one you can stare at them without being creepy.
~Never have to get "dressed up" to chill with them.
~Mostly very attractive.

Con's:

~Not real.


I honestly don't know which column wins...

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

The One Inbetween the Real One

I've been wanting to do a post about my gnomes (if you didn't know already, I love gnomes...) for a while now (literally months) but it requires me to take pictures of them, so, needless to say, it hasn't happened yet. But, you should look forward to that post in the (hopefully) near future. So, instead of telling you all about my gnomes, I've decided to list a few of the things that I do that I think are abnormal, like collecting gnomes (even though it's become so fashionable recently that it's making me look too trendy).

~ Unbeknown to all of you, I can actually move my butt cheeks separately from each other. I have always been able to do this, and thought that it was a common human trick, until someone was bragging about it in front of me. Obviously, it's a special talent that I inherently possessed without my knowledge, though how that can help humanity, I have yet to figure out.

~ This may be chalked up to OCD but I don't have other tendencies like this, so I'm pretty sure it's not, but I eat candies like skittles and starburst in a certain order. I start with the the grossest flavor (to me) first so that the last taste I have of that candy is my favorite, which is also why I don't like sharing them because I've probably already eaten the bad ones when you ask for some and I then have to waste my favorites on you (FYI the order for skittles is yellow, green, orange, red, and purple).

~ And, I like to think I can dance, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a complete embarrassment to those around me, but sometimes I do some really odd moves that are then talked about and wanted to be repeated, but after I know that they are weird, I can hardly ever do them again. Namely the Dolphin, and dropping it low.

There are some of my weirdness's, feel free to comment about yours...